ID number 019

He didn't let it go, and he didn't pick up the scissors until he confirmed that there was nothing unusual.

This is an ordinary pair of scissors, as if it was just put on by someone, without a trace of dust on it.

Chen Yang held the scissors in his hand and looked at them for a while. Seeing that nothing unusual happened, the people behind gathered around. They looked at the scissors curiously.

Zhang Qi took the scissors from Chen Yang's hand, and carefully examined them: "Brother, how did you find out?"

Chen Yang said: "Feel it." He didn't actually see it, he just felt that there was someone walking in front of him, and he was sure when he stepped on his work pass.

"Let me take a look." Jiang Jiang behind him took the scissors from Zhang Qi's hand and looked through them curiously, "Compared with ordinary scissors, this pair of scissors is no different."

"Jiang Jiang! What are you doing?" Just as everyone was paying attention to the surroundings, someone suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Jiang. He was actually cutting the scissors on his own throat.

Many people didn't realize what happened. Only a few people noticed that a human arm made of black ash was sticking out from Jiang Jiang's back, wrapped around his neck, and grabbed onto his hand , controlled him to cut it fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Bei rushed over.

"chi"

The sound of the knife cutting flesh resounded in the darkness, and Chen Yang moved his flashlight numbly to shine a light on it.

One of Qi Bei's hands had half of its palm cut off, bleeding profusely.

Chen Yang shouted: "Ah Yuan!"

A Yuan hurriedly put down his backpack knowingly, and dug out a few bags inside.

Some people are lucky, such as Qi Bei, there are surgeons and medicines in the team, and his wound was treated in time, although it was rough.

Qi Bei looked like a young master from a rich family, but he could bear it. He didn't cry the whole time, but just groaned a few times.

Jiang Jiang stood there foolishly, completely losing his former vigor.

Lao Xiao didn't take the opportunity to laugh, he picked up the other half of the bloody palm on the ground, put it in a plastic bag, and threw it into Jiang Jiang's arms.

Jiang Jiang held it with both hands, tears streaming down his face.

Chen Yang didn't comfort Jiang Jiang, he stared at the black ash, and saw that the other party had condensed into a human form, she was an aunt, and she seemed to be doing cleaning work.

There was only one name on the work card, Zhao Huiming, without a photo or title. Chen Yang thought it was a man. He held his work card, but before he could say anything, the aunt stared at the blood on the ground and screamed to avoid it.

"He's a lunatic." Miss Qiao said, "He was insane when he was alive, and he's still insane after death."

Chen Yang said, "What did she cut?"

"What do you think needs to be cut in the experience hall?" Ms. Qiao asked back.

Chen Yang thought of something: "Earphone cable?"

"Crazy, I've cut too much, I'm addicted to cutting, I want to cut everything I see." Miss Qiao glanced at the woman holding the scissors, and looked at the silly handsome boy.

Jiang Jiang's neck was chilly, and he cried to his companion, "Beibei."

Qi Bei's pale face was covered with cold sweat.

"I have a long memory, and I will always listen to you in the future." Jiang Jiang held half of his palm that was still a little warm, and he decided to change his past mistakes and act like a cow and a horse for his companions.

Qi Bei didn't believe a word, he was very perfunctory: "Okay, got it." At the end he warned, "Don't wipe your eyes!"

"Okay, listen to you." Jiang Jiang put down his hand that was about to touch his eyes.

"click click"

"Click"

"Kacha Kacha...Kacha Kacha Kacha..."

Everyone was terrified by the sound. Some people wanted to leave, but seeing that everyone else was there, they endured it with difficulty and suffered a lot.

The aunt kept cutting in mid-air with the scissors, mumbling in her mouth, "It'll be fine if you cut it off...it'll be fine if you cut it off..."

"Why can't I finish cutting... Ahhh!!!" She let out a series of screams, and the scissors in her hand fell to her feet, "They're all dead, they're all dead."

Everyone doesn't know how to communicate with the madman, so they can only listen to her and see if she can tell them useful information.

However, the aunt did not speak, she stood in a daze, and corpse spots began to appear on her face.

After a while, a white filament floated down, irritating the auntie. She grabbed the scissors by her feet and pointed the tip of the knife at the filament: "Don't come...don't come!"

"Ouch..." Auntie is already rotten, she still makes vomiting motions, but she can't spit out anything, "Air flow, air flow is coming, run quickly... Sister Wang, brother Zhang, run quickly... I can't run , cut those threads, quickly cut..."

Chen Yang caught a word, air flow, where does the air flow come from here, is there a problem with time and space?He has done a few missions related to time and space, so he has a little understanding, but he can't think of the right direction for a while.Chen Yang held up the flashlight and scanned on the second basement floor, the door of the computer room was open.

"Run! Run, run, the monster is coming!" Auntie ran into the darkness, and the clicking sound disappeared after a few clicks.

"What kind of airflow, what kind of monster? Could it be that the space is disordered?" Some people in the team have also been exposed to space-time tasks.

"Isn't it a curse?"

"I thought it was a curse at first, but when the information about Qiqi came out, I felt a curse..."

"..."

"Let's go to the computer room first." The moment Chen Yang entered, his footsteps stopped suddenly. What's going on, he seems to have heard something?Illusion.

Chao Jian stood where she was, without moving.

Because of this, Chen Yang stayed where he was. After a second or two, his pupils shrank. It was not an illusion, but there was a real sound.

"Buzz..."

It came from the left pocket of his coat.

There was only one in that pocket... Chen Yang quickly took out the silver MP3 that the doctor gave him.

The MP3 that has been unable to open is now automatically opened!

Everyone gathered around.

MP3 is on screen.

Chen Yang stared at the MP3, glanced at his teammates inadvertently from the corner of his eye, his expression changed, "Where are Lin Shuwei and Zheng Zhitan?"

It was only then that everyone realized that two people were missing. They disappeared at this time, and they were basically sure what was going on. They couldn't care less about sympathizing with their teammates.

Chen Yang and Chao Jian looked at each other, and squeezed the MP3 in his hand.

A Yuan looked back at the dark door of the computer room, her eyes were red, she lowered her eyes, and sighed silently.

In the small gap on the first floor, Lin Shuwei was sitting against the wall, holding a blue thermos cup in his arms, holding the rough bottom of the cup with his hand, and stroking it.

There are a series of footsteps coming this way, but there is no light, which indicates the identity of the visitor.

Lin Shuwei moved towards the entrance and exit, he looked outside through those intertwined black lines: "Mr. Zheng, it's you."

Zheng Zhiqin squatted down: "You inhaled the spores."

Lin Shuwei's hand holding the thermos cup tightened, and he pressed the cup close to his uncomfortable abdomen, and his forehead was twitching and throbbing.

Zheng Zhitan lit a cigarette, but the mask couldn't be removed and he couldn't smoke, so he held it between his hands.

Wisps of smoke drifted through the black line towards Lin Shuwei. He said "I'm sorry" hastily, then grabbed his mask convulsively, tilted his head and retched.

"I met an old tasker..." Lin Shuwei covered his mouth and breathed in desperately, but he still wanted to vomit, "He said that only by walking alone can I see the end, I want to see the end, I really want to See, so I gave up on my teammates..."

"But he lied to me!"

Lin Shuwei's thin face twisted: "He lied to me, I left alone, and I can't see the end..."

Zheng Zhitan said: "Maybe he didn't lie to you, it's just that the world is unpredictable."

"The world is unpredictable...that's right...unpredictable..." Lin Shuwei smiled softly, and he handed out the thermos cup with shaking hands, "Zheng, Mr. Zheng, this is the one that my teammates and I used together. Cup, show us the finish line, please, show us..."

Lin Shuwei vomited ferociously, and he spit out large and large balls of filaments. He grabbed his bulging abdomen with both hands, kicked his legs on the ground, and screamed like a dying beast from his throat. , more of a relief.

Zheng Zhitan looked at the thermos: "As a person who doesn't know whether I can reach the end, I can't bear this last wish."

The person in the small gap made no sound, his head was tilted beside the line of writing on the wall, his bulging eyes looked straight at one direction, and finally a ball of white silk floated out of his stiff mouth.

Zheng Zhitan took away the cold and old thermos, leaving behind the burning cigarette.